Eddard Thul Drast
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
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Well.
"Well..."
They weren't dead.
"We're not dead."
Didn't mean that the landing hadn't been rough enough to leave his head feeling like it was caught in a blender. Groaning, he released the four point harness and climbed to his feet. The ship had landed at an angle but at least it wasn't upside down. He rubbed at his eyes and mentally did a couple of sums to make sure he wasn't concussed.
He patted himself down to make sure he wasn't missing anything or injured in some other way.
He was fine but he wasn't the only one on in the shuttle when they had crashed. The newly named 'Cregan' looked around.
"Gaz? You alright?" he called out to the other Sith, "Alright we..."
Shaking his head, he frowned as he suddenly felt himself become more serious. Seemed like the crash had rattled him a bit - he was far more talkative than he usually would be. He scowled at that thought lightly before drawing his lightsaber.
"We need to move."
He cut the door open before kicking it away from the crashed ship.
"Grab any survival pod materials this thing has."
@The Matt